Chapter 63

Kono Seiryoshi returned to the consciousness space, but the aftermath of death still lingered in every cell of his body. It took him a long time to "come back to life" again.

The ball of light flew up and down, left and right anxiously beside him, but he didn't dare to make a sound to disturb it.

After closing his eyes and resting for a long time, Gongye Shengliang rubbed his throbbing temples and asked in a tired voice: "Why am I here?"

Gong Yeru, a rookie police officer who graduated from the police academy, died before the building exploded, and his short life came to an end. Logically, he should have returned to another reality.

[Contractor, please see, the mission is not over yet.]

Following the electronic sound that had returned to calm, Gongye Shengliang looked up and saw a familiar yet unfamiliar system interface.

【Connection lost...】

[File reading... Reading successful]

[Dungeon name: Red and Black·Eve. Do you want to continue? ]

"This is..."

The golden pupils dilated slightly.

It's still the same copy, but everything else has changed.

In addition, there is another thing that concerns Kono Seiji. The line represents the energy converted from negative emotions. The capacity originally remained at 90%, but it dropped sharply to 50% after he came out.

"It's just a simulation, but it uses so much..." He was surprised by the substitution relationship.

[The simulation actually only consumed 5%. The reason why so much was deducted was because the original world trajectory was changed.] The light ball said solemnly, [Before the contractor was attacked by the world line, I used the spare energy to forcibly fill this gap.]

Its electronic voice let out a sigh of relief, [Fortunately you're okay, it seems that it is necessary to prepare for a rainy day!] So it was right to secretly collect in this copy...

"The copy is not finished yet."

Kono Seiryoshi repeated it in a low voice.

That is to say, he can go back and investigate his own death under another identity.

It happened too suddenly and there were too many doubts. Even though he was prepared to leave in a hurry, he still felt at a loss when the reality happened.

...How will the friends he made with great difficulty face his departure? Each of them would become an excellent police officer and should not be restrained by him.

Gong Ye Shengliang's gaze was fixed on the few lines of text on the system interface for a long time, and he raised his hand and pressed the confirmation button.

[Now?!] The light ball's voice rose several degrees. It said anxiously: [This mission is very exhausting in all aspects. Contractor, the data shows that you should rest for a while!]

"You can rest after you go in." Kono Seira said calmly, crooked his eyes, "I am very concerned about the matter you mentioned about the original trajectory of the world line being modified. Please tell me in detail when you return."

[……]

The light ball produced a series of ellipsis to express the AI's complex emotions.

Gongye Shengliang touched the feathers on its wings as a comfort.

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【Dungeon Confirmation: Red and Black·Eve】

[Time: ■■■■■■ three years later]

[Location & Camp: Japan, Black Organization]

[Person’s identity confirmed: Vin Santo]

[Preliminary events "The Creation of the Black Organization" and "Night at the Dusk Villa" have been triggered]

The gap between red and black, the boundary between light and darkness, we are already involved in it before we even know it exists.

The conspiracy spanning centuries slowly unfolds in the darkness, and the truth is still buried in an unknown corner.

At this moment, a plane landed in the night.

…

In a VIP lounge somewhere at Tokyo Airport, three people were keeping a distance from each other.

The blond, dark-skinned mixed-race man sat on the sofa, legs crossed, flipping through the airport brochure at a leisurely pace. His features were superior, his posture was casual and self-assured, but his purple-gray eyes were filled with a frosty coldness. This indifference was not directed at anyone, but seemed to be a warning radiating from the inside out.

Sitting opposite him, the black-haired, blue-eyed young man stared out the window intently, his beautiful eyes slightly tilted upwards, which should have been sharp, but his calm expression made him look a bit gentle. But if you look closely, you can find that his body is tense and his eyes are deep, which creates a contradictory and tense impact with his temperament.

From his perspective, he could see the entire tarmac outside the window, and could even see the white line left by the tail of the plane in the distant blue sky.

The other person had black hair down to his waist, and wore a knitted hat of the same color. He had a serious face, and his narrow green eyes easily reminded people of a beast that grinds its teeth and sucks blood. He was fiddling with a lighter in his hand, and just standing quietly next to the wine cabinet in the waiting room was enough to scare people from the bottom of their hearts.

Each of them is out of tune with this warm and comfortable waiting room, and they are out of tune with each other. However, these three people are from the same organization and come here today to perform the same mission.

The long-haired man codenamed "Rye Whiskey" was the first to take action in the depressing atmosphere in the room.

His hand seemed to touch something in his coat pocket, and he frowned slightly and started walking towards the door.

"Ley, what do you want to do?"

Bourbon, who had been concentrating on reading the airport brochure a second ago, suddenly spoke up and glanced over with a cold and critical look.

Zhu Xing didn't stop his movements, and waved his empty cigarette box, "Go out and buy a pack of cigarettes."

The door was closed, and the tense nerves of the two remaining people in the room relaxed a little at the same time.

The black-haired young man with irises, codenamed "Scottish Whiskey", pressed his temples and regained his cautious expression. Bourbon, who was sitting opposite him, had the same reaction.

Scotch (Scottish whiskey) and Bourbon (Bourbon whiskey) are apparently members of the same organization's action team as Rye (Rye whiskey), but their true identities are undercover agents of the Japanese Public Security Bureau, and their real names are Morobushi Kagemitsu and Furuya Rei.

This mysterious giant lurks in the darkness, like an insect breeding under a rotten corpse, representing the sins and blood of several countries involved. The longer you get in touch with the organization and the more you understand it, the more powerless you feel that it is impossible to shake its roots by yourself.

Since graduating from the police academy and receiving orders from their superiors, they have abandoned everything in the past, passed the organization's life-threatening assessment in a strange country with a new identity, which took three years, and became cadres with code names thanks to their blood-stained achievements.

But even if they achieved this, they still lacked an opportunity to get to the true core of the organization.

After making sure there were no eavesdropping devices in the room, Fūya Rei lowered his voice and asked, "Do you have any impression of the person you are going to pick up today? I saw something wrong with your micro-expression just now."

When he saw the mission document, a flash of surprise flashed across Morobushi Kagemitsu's eyes. Others might not be able to see it, but Furuya Rei knew childhood friends very well and was keenly aware of this slight difference.

Members with code names nominally belong to the same level, but there is still an unknown hierarchy within the organization. Some people stand at the top of the organization, such as Gin, the top assassin of the action team who called them and Lei over, and the target of the mission who used three code members just to pick up someone at the airport -

Vin Santo, the sacred wine from Italy.

"There will be a special car to pick you up when the time comes. Don't do anything unnecessary if you want to survive."

A few hours ago, the tall man who personally conveyed the mission to several people was wearing a black windbreaker. His eyes were half-hidden under his hat and silver bangs, and he slowly crushed the cigarette on the concrete floor.

Lei remained silent. Scotland had little interaction with the others, so it was not convenient for him to speak at this time.

Bourbon, who had been disliked by Gin for his mysterious style of doing things since he got the code name, suddenly smiled and asked directly: "So, who are you going to pick up by calling us from afar?"

After hearing his question, Gin's eyes flashed with undisguised disgust and murderous intent, but Bourbon, who was closest to him, could sense that this was not directed at anyone present.

After a while, the silver-haired man narrowed his eyes dangerously and sneered:

"A sick piece of shit."

“…”

This statement was somewhat unexpected, and Bourbon raised his eyebrows.

Vodka, who was standing far away to take a break, came closer and whispered to Gin, "Brother, the time is almost up."

The silver-haired man put his hands in his coat pockets and turned away without any regrets. Vodka quickened his pace and followed, and seemed to want to say something as he passed through the crowd, but because of the presence of Brother Gin, he dared not breathe loudly, and could only stuff a document into Scotland's hand.

After Gin left, the three opened the document. It contained the flight number of the target mission, the time and location of the meeting, and a handwritten signature - V St.

The recollection ended here, Zhu Fu Jingguang came to his senses and shook his head with a serious expression.

"I have heard of this code name, but I have never met him in person."

After the completely closed public security undercover training, he was immediately sent to the United States. Through the introduction of an informant, he came into contact with the organization and has been active in North America ever since.

The organization's action group, intelligence group, and research group are clearly separated and do not interfere with each other. Discipline and confidentiality are extremely strong, and even members with the same code name may not know each other.

Morobushi Kagemitsu stayed in the United States for three years and went to the research base several times for the organization's mission, but his authority was insufficient and he could only move around the base.

The intelligence team and the action team still have loopholes to exploit, but the research team is hiding behind an airtight base and is the most confidential core of the North American branch.

The person who built the copper and iron walls of the research base was Vin Santo.

As for what Gin said to them before he left... Morobushi Kagemitsu has his own opinion.

He felt that the other party's evaluation was only half right.

Morofushi Jingguang joined the organization at an unfortunate time, as the bloody succession of the base had come to an end. He could only learn about what kind of person the new leader of the base was from the words of others.

——He is moody, results-oriented, and a madman who is unapproachable except for those with more seniority.

It is hard to imagine why such a person would suddenly come to Japan, considering that he is regarded as such in an organization full of freaks and evil people.

Gin asked three Whisky guys who passed the assessment in the same year to pick him up at the airport. It was definitely more than just a meeting.

Morofu Jingguang took a deep breath.

This was his first time back to Japan in three years. Before he could feel homesick, he was overwhelmed by the unexpected arrangements made by the organization.

Morofushi Kagemitsu shared the intelligence he had learned with Furuya Rei, who also fell silent after hearing it.

“…We can only take it one step at a time.”

The brochure in the blond young man's hand was wrinkled.

And - beware of the sacred wine.

The two looked at each other, then tacitly returned to their previous positions, quietly waiting for the agreed time to arrive.

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At this moment, the "sick piece of shit" in Gin's mouth was reduced to a salted fish that had lost its dreams in the airport bathroom.

Kono Seiyoshi really didn't expect that the occasion for the release of consciousness would be on an airplane at an altitude of 10,000 meters, and the flight time was as long as fourteen hours!

I was just trying to sort out the memory of the Holy Wine, but now my body and brain both froze up, and my health bar was slashed by thirty points by the sudden machine sickness reaction.

When the plane landed, Kono Seiryoshi's face was so pale that the flight attendants were so scared that they almost called an ambulance.

It was only his willpower and the death-warning text message on his phone that kept him from getting off the plane. Once he entered the bathroom, he could no longer hold back and bent over.

The system was offline for some reason, and the headache could not be blocked. The nausea that surged in my heart became stronger and stronger, and I felt dizzy and had ringing ears. There was almost no place in my body that felt comfortable.

It would have been better if he could vomit it out, but his stomach was empty, and nothing came out after vomiting for a long time, and the discomfort was hard to relieve. Later, he didn't even have the strength to vomit, and could only hold on to the cold sink to catch his breath.

Physiological tears were about to fall and covered his eyes. Gongye Shengliang's vision was blurred and he couldn't even see the edge of the floor. There was a sound of running water next to him, but he didn't have time to pay attention.

He fumbled around on the sink in a daze, but his sense of direction seemed to be gone as well, and he couldn't find the tissue after searching for a long time.

"Look up, on the right wall."

The cold and unfamiliar voice reached his ears, and it took Kono Seiryoshi almost ten seconds to realize that the other party was reminding him. He followed the instructions and saw the tissue box on the wall. He thanked him awkwardly.

His throat was swollen and sore, and the voice didn't sound like his.

He wiped his eyes and then saw clearly that the kind-hearted person who had just helped him had a cold face that didn't look like a good person.

The man in the knitted hat held an unlit cigarette in his mouth and glanced at her emotionlessly before looking away. "You're blocking me."

The implication is that he didn't want to be a good person or do good things.

Kono Seiryoshi: “…”

He said sorry dryly, stepped aside and let the man go out.

After this interruption, the headache and nausea were greatly reduced.

After the bathroom was quiet again, Gongye Shengliang paused and looked up at the lonely person in the mirror again.

The memory reception is not complete, just like the first world, there are only scattered fragments in the brain.

Three years have passed since the explosion.

He knew that he worked for a transnational criminal organization, codenamed Vin Santo, and flew from the United States to Japan for a very important matter, but he had no idea what it was. He might have to wait for the system to go online or the memory to be triggered.

The holy wine looked different from himself - a fact that puzzled him himself.

The person in the mirror has pure silver hair and deep red eyes, just like a certain Italian sacred wine called "Partridge Eye". In addition to the most obvious color difference, there are also subtle differences in other places.

When not making any expression, the lip lines are flatter and the eyelid contours are a little deeper... If you don't observe and compare carefully, these differences should not be visible.

But it's useless whether you see it or not.

Kono Seiryoshi squatted down, and this simple action made him dizzy. He took a breath and took out a gas mask from a small suitcase.

Because of Holy Wine’s character setting—he never shows up in the organization!